My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 467

The east wind is blowing outside the window, and the spring breeze is gentle inside the window.

A happy night, and the people under him are flattering, but it is actually a long drought and rain.

Wang Lin finally had to admit that he was obsessed with overripe peaches.

As a result, Wang Lin was so entangled in the bed that he went up three poles the next day.

The flowers on the temples of the cloud are shaking, and the hibiscus is warming the spring night.

The spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early.

Wang Yun stared obsessively at the emperor who was still in love with the bed and obsessed with her childlike body, both joyful and infinitely shy.

She never thought that one day she would become the emperor's pillow.

Realizing that it was getting late, and also faintly heard a few female voices whispering from outside the door, Wang Yun suddenly remembered Zhu Lian's order last night, her face changed in fright, she struggled to get up and said, "Your Majesty, please let me serve you It's getting late to change clothes for the emperor, please invite the emperor..."

Wang Lin sighed: "Can I take a breather? When I was in Beijing, I had to get up at five o'clock every day to go to court. It was so hard to leave Beijing. Why don't I sleep late?"

Wang Yun said in a low trembling voice: "Your Majesty... this is the first time this servant is serving the bed, if... it will make people think that this servant is a seductress who charms the king..."

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched, and some fiery eyes flashed over her, thinking that you are just a coquettish girl, the ups and downs, the wind and rain, almost drained me, made my waist and knees sore, sorry to body.

Cough!

Wang Lin chuckled and said, "As long as I like it, Hu Meizi is also fine."

Wang Yun's face turned even redder, and she didn't dare to say a word anymore.

She sat there in her cloak, trembling.

Wang Lin quickly withdrew his eyes, not daring to look any further.

Outside the door, Zhu Lian and Xiao Duolilai waited with the two maids for a long time, and finally couldn't help knocking on the door and said: "Your Majesty, all the ministers of the Military Aircraft Department are waiting outside the palace to pay their respects, please invite the Emperor Get up!"

After a long time, Wang Lin's lazy voice came from inside the door: "Forget it, I'll get up soon, don't rush."

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The lobby on the first floor of Tongque Building.

While eating breakfast casually, Wang Lin listened to reports from Zhang Jun, Ma Kuo and Han Ting.

Yue Fei was not in the palace, but in the army.

Zhang Jun bowed and said: "Your Majesty, there is a message from the court that the first batch of southeast wealth has been escorted to Beijing, and there will be no more problems with the military pay and supplies in the second half of the year. In addition, Li Xiangshang said that the court is the one who employs people. At the same time, if the emperor can transfer a general from the army to sit in Hedong, he should transfer the Zong Xiang back to the capital to listen to him."

Wang Lin didn't raise his head, and said dissatisfiedly: "With so many people in the court, Zongze can't be separated from him alone? The Hedongxi Army must be commanded by a general. I have repeatedly weighed and found no one to replace Zongze for the time being. Tell Li Gang that people should be used wisely, Zong Ze is loyal to the king's affairs, and I still need to make great use of it, so I can't be transferred back to Beijing for now!"

Zhang Jun took the order and sat down.

Ma Kuo got up and said, "Your Majesty, according to the reports from various states in Henan and Hebei, this summer's potato harvest has been extremely bumper. Except for [-]% of the potato crops in all regions, which will be cultivated for a season at the end of summer, the remaining [-]% will be supplied to the army, and [-]% will be included in the regular warehouses of various places. To prepare for a famine. Twenty percent will be eaten by the common people."

Ma Kuo looked very excited.

It is a miracle that potatoes are so productive.Potatoes, which have been planted for two consecutive years, are currently stored in official warehouses in various places, which is enough for Hebei and Henan to provide food for millions of people in addition to supplying military rations.

But in the past two years, the weather has been smooth and the weather has been good. Except for potatoes, other food crops have also had a bumper harvest.

Even if there is a severe drought in the next two years, it will never cause the people to starve and starve for thousands of miles as before.

Wang Lin smiled: "Potatoes can be planted twice a year. Even if there is a drought, it is guaranteed that the harvest will not fail. Ma Kuo, from now on, I, the people of the Great Swallow, will never be in danger of food shortage."

Ma Kuo bowed and said: "Your Majesty's virtue is so touching, and I, the people of Yan Yan, are all grateful!"

Wang Lin laughed again, stuffed half a chicken into his mouth, swallowed it, and said, "Since there is no shortage of food, potatoes will be temporarily used as a supplement to the ration. After all, let people eat potatoes every day, so it's not enough."

"The emperor said so."

Wang Lin paused, looked at Han Ting and said, "Have you finished the two national policies I asked you to draw up?"

Han Ting bowed respectfully and said: "Return to the Holy Majesty, the subject has already drawn up and is waiting to be reported to the Holy Majesty for review."

Han Ting handed over the paper.

Wang Lin waved his hand: "You don't need to look, just talk about it, and I'll just listen."

Han Ting cleared his throat, and said, "First, to encourage births. From now on, for each additional male in each household, the local government will reduce the tax by half, and there is no cap...

Second, from now on, all soldiers who died in battle will be approved by the governors' offices of each army under the Military Aircraft Department, and reported to the Military Aircraft Department for approval. They will be designated as martyrs and issued a martyr certificate.

The House of the Martyrs, in addition to the generous pensions from the imperial court, will be registered by the local officials, and each household will be reduced by half of the tax for five consecutive years..."

Wang Lin listened intently, and suddenly said: "There are only incentives, and no punishment will work. Otherwise, there will be fraudulent evaluation of martyrs. You should carefully consider this matter to avoid loopholes."

Han Ting hummed, "I obey the order!"

Zhang Jun said again: "Your Majesty, officials from various states, heard that the Emperor is staying in Linzhang, and they all came to Linzhang, intending to pay homage to His Majesty."

Wang Lin frowned: "I passed on my oral order that I will lead the army to rest in Linzhang for two days, and then rush to Zhending the next day. Officials from all states will strictly guard the duty department and sit in the government office, and they are not allowed to leave their posts without reason."

Zhang Jun already knew this was the result, so he didn't say anything more.

Wang Lin thought for a while and said: "After I leave, this so-called Tongque Palace will be abolished. I won't come back in the future, so don't waste money in vain."

Zhang Jun rubbed his hands, "Your Majesty, this..."

Wang Lin sneered: "If I want to come again, I'm afraid that the Song family will really become a relative of the emperor. Zhang Jun passed the decree to Xiangzhou and Linzhang to show me the Song family. If there is any disturbance, I hope they will deal with it strictly according to the law. In my ears, they decide what to do by themselves."

Wang Lin's gaze was like a knife.

Zhang Jun knew that the emperor was actually offended this time. Although he didn't pursue it further, the Song family...has fallen out of favor.

"The minister obeys the order!"

Wang Lin looked at Yan Qing, who had remained silent all this time, and said, "Xiao Yi, ask Jin Yiwei to step up the investigation. From now on, I don't want to hear or see this kind of thing that uses my banner to cause disasters in the village."

Yan Qing actually made the arrangement last night, and at this moment when she heard the words, she bowed to accept the order and said, "I understand!"

At this time, the female official Meng Ping was ordered to report: "Report to the Holy Majesty, the Song family sent two fat sheep, one hundred catties of vegetables, and a cart of various fruits for the use of the palace."

Wang Lin smiled indifferently, "Send it to the army, I'll just serve simple meals here."

After finishing speaking, Wang Lin got up slowly, "My dear friends, I will rest here for another two days. We will leave for Zhending the day after tomorrow. You can order Yue Fei to march tomorrow, so you don't have to wait for me."

Wang Lin stepped up to the second floor.

Song's twin sisters knelt down at the stairs on the second floor.

The two women's faces were pale, their eyes were swollen, and they didn't sleep well last night.

Wang Lin sighed, bent down, helped the two girls up with one hand, and walked up to the second floor.

As the heavy red sandalwood door was closed tightly, a romantic spring breeze could be heard inside, full of spring spirit. The two female officials guarding the door blushed and lowered their heads one after another.

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, the emperor is so happy... Merry.

(End of this chapter)